Author's Note: I do not own Torchwood or any of its characters. Please enjoy!

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They were in front of the tanks, him and Ianto. Jack could hear the 456 talking to them but couldn't make out the words. He knew the words, he had been here before, but something was different. Maybe a trick of the light, maybe something else. But the gas started to fill the room, quicker than he remembered it doing. He caught Ianto as Ianto went to the floor, holding onto the man he loved, begging Ianto not to leave him. He could feel himself dying but kissed Ianto as he had done before. There was no light this time, nothing showing him that the kiss he relied on to help him was working this time. He moved to kiss Ianto again but just died on top of him.

The scene changed to the rooftops above Cardiff. He was talking to John, laughing along with him in a way that he hadn't for years. He never thought he would be able to laugh again with John, but yet he was. Is this a dream or is this real? He thought as he tried to concentrate on what John was saying but it was slipping out of his mind like sand through his fingers. He heard something and turned to the sound. A figure dressed in black with a reddish brown trenchcoat smiled at him but he could not see anything else about the person. The person drew a gun and aimed it right at John's chest. Jack tried to move but his feet were stuck where he stood. All he could do was watch as John was shot in the chest, falling backwards off of the roof. He heard a scream as he was now able to move, trying to reach for John even though he was gone.

"That will always happen," a voice said from behind him.

Jack turned to the voice, paling as he saw the Doctor. "I'm meant to lose everyone I care about?! How is that fair?"

"Since when is life fair, Jack?" The Doctor asked as he moved closer to Jack. "You shouldn't be alive, but yet you are. You're fact and you shouldn't be. So it is time for you to die, along with the ones that you love or say that you love."

"Say I love?" Jack asked, very confused. He moved away from the Doctor, feeling the edge of the building against the back of his knees.

"How can you really love when you want to have everyone that is alive?" The Doctor asked. "You're just playing games and it is time to stop."

"No. I can't die. You could me such. I know such. I'm fact and very much alive," Jack countered.

The Doctor pulled out his screwdriver, pointing it at Jack. "Not anymore," he said as a red light shot out of the screwdriver and into Jack. All Jack could feel was pain as his knees buckled and he fell off of the roof. He could see the Doctor watch as he fell, his face in the stoic expression of a Time Lord.

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Jack awoke with a gasp, shoving away the hands that were shaking him. He moved to push the person hard as he heard Ianto yell his name. Jack stopped, just looking at him.

"I'm here," he said quietly. "You were having a nightmare," Ianto replied. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not really," Jack replied as he moved to let Ianto back onto the bed. "I'm sorry about nearly punching you."

"I've had worse," Ianto retorted as he looked worriedly at Jack. "You were crying out while you were in the nightmare."

Jack froze and turned to look at Ianto again.

"What did I say?" "My name, John, and Doctor," Ianto said quietly as he looked away. "Jack, what is it?"

"I don't know," Jack whispered. "I wish I could explain it."

"You could try," Ianto said and sighed. "I'll go make some tea." He got up and put on a robe, mentally kicking himself for that answer. He knew that Jack never really liked to talk about what was happening unless he had full control of the issue.

"Thank you," Jack said quietly, watching Ianto go. He had half a mind to go after Ianto, but he stayed where he was. He could remember the dream perfectly but that wasn't what scared him. It was the end that scared him, that the Doctor had found a way to kill him. He knew one thing now - he really didn't want to die. Sure, he talked about wanting to, but at the same time, he didn't. He got up and went after Ianto to talk to him. "Hi," he simply said as he got to the part of the hub where the coffee maker was.

"Hi," Ianto replied, not looking up from what he was doing. "I just put water on but it'll be ready soon."

"That never puts me back to sleep," Jack said as he relaxed against the wall. He didn't want to fight Ianto, especially over a dream he had. "I saw three deaths in the dream," he admited in a whisper. "Yours, John's, and my own."

Ianto turned to look at him, the preperations for the tea done. "Your own?"

"My final death, if you want to call it that," Jack explained. "At the Doctor's hand. It seems that he is the only one that can undo a fact."

"That makes sense, considering that he's the one who fixes problems in time," Ianto said gently. "Not that you are a problem."

"I'm glad you added that on because you were nearly kicked out of bed," Jack teased with a grin. "It took me a minute or two after I woke up, but I realized that I don't want to die."

"Nobody wants to die, Jack," Ianto pointed out. "Not unless you're old as dirt and lived out your life exactly the way you want it to."

"Are you afraid to die?" Jack asked, truly curious.

"I used to be," Ianto replied with a shrug. "Now - I know it's coming. Probably sooner rather than later considering everything. But I'm not going to be afraid of it. I've done everything I wanted to do with my life and I'm proud of each day that I can protect the Earth through Torchwood. I know what comes after I die too, so - I'm just not scared of it anymore. Even with the fact that it's just darkness there."

Jack nodded a yes, thinking on what Ianto said. "you're right."

"I try to be," Ianto said with a grin of his own. He crossed the small space to where Jack was and softly kissed his lips. "At least, more than I used to be."

"Your trying is very good," Jack retorted as he kissed Ianto back, wrapping his arms around Ianto. He deepened the kiss, turning and gently pinning Ianto against the wall. He kissed the middle of Ianto's neck before asking "How long until the water is done?"

"Five minutes and twenty seconds," Ianto replied as he looked at Jack. "Someone could come into the hub at any moment."

"That someone would be Gwen, who has seen this before," Jack said with an impish grin. "I don't think you have any room to protest."

"I do protest too much," Ianto said with a grin as he kissed Jack's shoulder. "I'm not going to anymore though."

"Good," Jack said as he kissed Ianto's lips again, his hands going down Ianto's body slowly. It didn't take too long before they were done and resting against the wall.

Ianto sighed softly as the whistle for the tea kettle blew the sound that it was ready. "You need to let me down," he whispered.

"What if I don't want to?" Jack asked.

"Then we don't get tea," Ianto answered.

"I could deal with that," Jack said as he sighed contently.

"You're not the one who has to clean out the kettle if it gets burned on the inside," Ianto gently reminded him.

"Good point," Jack said and gently pulled out of Ianto, letting him down.

"Thank you," Ianto said as he went over and poured the water into the cups. He sturred both before giving one to Jack and taking one for himself. He picked up the robe that laid on the floor and walked back to Jack's office without it on.

"Beautiful view," Jack said quietly to himself as he followed Ianto back to the bed that they shared in Jack's office. They both drifted back to sleep, the tea relaxing them to a dreamless sleep.

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